One hundred and twenty-three.

Wei Heng truly witnessed what it meant for someone to change their face faster than turning a page.
Just a moment ago, she looked full of guilt, and now she was already fine?
"Actually, I think it would be better if you acted a little more heartbroken." That would make me feel a bit better.
Su Yun was doing it on purpose. Since Wei Heng had already said so, it wouldn't be appropriate for her to keep the atmosphere so sorrowful.
...
Lowering her eyes to look at her blood-stained fingers, she curled her tightly pressed lips and let out a soft laugh.
The man intended to step aside to speak, but immediately realized that the two venerated beings present possessed such profound cultivation that even at a great distance, their words would still reach their ears.
However, upon sensing something, he opened his eyes, a glimmer of divine light seemingly appearing within them.
Inside the box was a human head, blood flowing from its seven orifices, its expression terrifying. It was the head of an assassin he had dispatched; it bore a special mark behind the ear that Mu Ziqing recognized.
Liuli rushed in, her eyes red and streaming with tears, grabbing Chu Yunlian. She looked extremely anxious, yet seemed not to know how to express herself, so she could only tug at her tightly and weep in distress.

Hua Ning was struck by the shockwave and lay on a tombstone, his expression one of confusion.
Later, the flower was nurtured by spiritual energy and developed wisdom, becoming capable of cultivation. To show gratitude for Skanda’s care and guidance, she bloomed beautifully every day, aiming to capture his attention. Skanda, too, sensed the presence of the flower spirit, and thus, the two fell in love.
Chen Hao did not follow the millions of returning students in rushing back to his university in the Imperial Capital to register for the new semester of his junior year.
Before long, nearly all the senior management of Tersen Hotel, including the managers and head chefs of every branch, were rounded up. Cao Qingqing had been in charge of this matter, and although she had never uncovered any substantial evidence to make the arrests official, she had long been prepared to take them in.
Hearing this, the two immediately separated, exchanged a glare, and snorted coldly before pulling open the car door and stepping out, staring at the person leaning against the tree.
This girl was perhaps too detached. Because Bai Hai had stepped in, Tao Youran’s momentum was currently unstoppable; the previous incident had no impact on her whatsoever.
Just imagine, who would take their own bones, grind them into powder, and sacrifice their own life to set up a barrier? If it weren't for extreme resentment and hatred, one could hardly achieve such an extreme feat.
In the brief moment we were talking, Pu Sheng brought in the food. Yue Chi and I hurriedly went to help; we couldn't cook the dishes, but we could certainly manage to serve the food.
He retreated dozens of meters, exerting great force to barely drop to one knee, avoiding the indignity of tumbling into the magma.
Although I liked it very much, thinking that it was something his father had given to Yingzi, I could not accept it under any circumstances.

He gripped her shoulders and forced Yueyang toward the spirit tablets, kicking her behind the knees to make her kneel.
Her action did indeed attract Ye Lingyuan's attention, but it was not the effect Hu Xue had desired.
Seeing that she could not be persuaded, Lan'er said no more, simply standing to the side to grind ink, lay out paper, and pour tea to wait upon her.
Lin Xiaoran held her breath, her body still trembling. Then, she saw a pair of blood-dripping hands slowly press against the glass. As she watched the glass slowly shatter and the fragments fall to the ground, Lin Xiaoran could no longer contain herself; she let out a scream, her eyes rolled back, and she fainted.
Qin Xuan stepped forward and looked Avril up and down, his breathing rapid, and Avril felt very uncomfortable.
It was one thing for her to be heard making loud noises when he tormented her normally, but if it were here, how could Su Wan ever face anyone again?
Lu Nian sat there; he had not known they were talking about Su Wan until he heard Gu Shengjia mention his name.
Even though he sometimes had dreams of his brother being with his parents, he would never believe it until he saw the body with his own eyes.